Category: EL

The Fire

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Shhhhhh
Keep it quiet.
No one must know,
that
I am
in love.

with a cruel
hard
beautiful
mystery-ridden
Bitch.

Every step of the way,
as I look a bit deeper
into her wide
open eyes,
in that vast void,
I feel myself
slipping
deeper
and deeper
into my own soul.

It scares me
how far it goes.
it scares me
how far I must go.
it scares me to glimpse
just how grand
we can all be-
how grand we
MUST
Be.

But I am ready now.

I am ready
to dance with you.

So Madame,
You wicked wonderful
wild woman,

Let’s Play.

The Thaw

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plastic bottles and
mittens,
and dirty napkins too –
and eggshells.
wash away
in a sudden deluge.

All that
crap from times past
drifts merrily
down with the floe.

what you wanted –
No.
what you thought you wanted,
wafts on by
without a care
without a care.

what is it that you need?
are you wafting
too?

Hurricane

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Sandy,
Not the cute mutt
With the cloying song.

But
Sandy
who brought the pain.

Sandy,
who took so much.

Sandy,
She brought the pain.

I used to sit
under a tree,
You,
You used to sit
right next to me.

Sandy came,
Now
where is that tree?
Sandy came,
now where is me?

I was lost
before she came.
I knew pain
without you, dame.

But Sandy
Wash it away,
Please,
Sandy….
Help me.

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P is for…

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When Sleep is the stranger,
And exhaustion your lover;

When your heart sings so loud
You can’t hear nothing else;

When you don’t stop
till you get enough,
Knowing damn full well
You won’t
Ever.

That my friend

Is joy.

Play on Player

Play on.

TBD

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Some things slip out
that should not.
Some things fall in,
unexpected.
Good things…
Bad things…
All, just things:
fixed moments, or
tattered feelings.
a stranger’s embrace, or
a lover’s scorn.

Continuing Endlessly
Blessing Eternally
Teaching Ephemerally

Life, Experimentally

Yesterday’s —–

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Growing,
When it should be fading back,
When it should be fading black.

The further it flees,
the shadow grows
greater,

Obscured
Blurred,
And ideal.

The memory
is faint

The feelings
as warm as a sunny winter’s day.

Broken

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pieces
never make a whole,
They never fill the hole.

Missed
Faces.

Missed
Embraces.

Missed
the mark;
Cupid was drunk.

No more arrows.
and the road is long
and the people hard.

No more arrows
So keep your guard high
and don’t you dare cry-
Just let yourself die.